Glenn Everett (no email) from 206.240.201.53 at 04/14/99 04:48PM
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    Part two of the poem is a song of praise--as if God had wrapped the meat in cellophane. We no longer need to be disturbed by their "bulging and blood-swollen lives"; by being wrapped in cellophane or trimmed into cubes, cylinders, squares, & oblongs, these brute (once-living) animals have been reduced to the pure realm of number. We don't have to think about the once-living animals, just cubes of beef and tins of ham.